All things are three at Hogwarts

Chapter 529 Y.M.D.A (modified, sincere thanks to the silent viewers of the Alliance Leader)

In Harris Tower, Allen, who was missed by Hermione, was stirring a crucible seriously, as if the most important thing in the world was to brew the potion in front of him.

Brother Albert and Fleur were already engaged, and it was time to resolve the matter of arranging for Fleur to enter Harris Tower. Unfortunately, the raw materials for making magic potions are difficult to collect, so apart from providing them to new members like Fleur, they can only be reserved for the next generation of Harris. But at the same time, you can also brew some attribute potions and give them to the members of the Umbrella Team to fulfill the original promise of helping them improve their strength. After all, the materials for attribute potions are relatively not that rare, and there are still a lot left.

When a row of attribute potions were neatly arranged on the table, Allen stretched out and moved his arms that were a little sore from constantly stirring the crucible. After all, brewing potions is not an easy task. In order to ensure the potency, the amount of medicinal materials must be very precise, and the handling of the medicinal materials must be correct. In addition, it must be brewed for a long time. In the process, the corresponding medicinal materials must be added at the right time. A slight negligence may lead to wasting all the previous efforts. This is really laborious and laborious, but fortunately, it does not require the preparation of the Felixir, otherwise Allen would have to be busy for a whole day. Half a year instead of most of the day.

After a short rest, Allen sent Benny to send a beautifully crafted invitation letter to Fleur, solemnly inviting her to attend the Harris family party. By the way, Allen also informed other members about the party. Apparently after learning the news, his mother was much more concerned about the party to welcome Fleur than Allen, so Allen simply left everything to her. Let her arrange it as she pleases on the first floor of the tower, and she will be happy and relaxed.

Allen set the time for the party on the weekend so that others could take time to attend the party.

After everything was arranged, Allen turned into a phoenix and teleported back to Durmstrang.

At Hogwarts, the little wizards walked through the thick snow through the vegetable fields to attend herbal medicine classes, their robes bulging and fluttering in the wind. The strong wind was howling and beating on the roof of the greenhouse, and it was almost impossible to hear what Professor Sprout was saying. The afternoon Care of Magical Creatures lesson was moved from outdoors to an empty classroom on the first floor. But no matter what the class was, Harry and Ron were absent-minded in class. All they could think about was the first assembly at eight o'clock in the evening.

At dinner, Harry was devouring his sausages and mashed potatoes, and when he looked up to drink his pumpkin juice, he saw Angelina from the Gryffindor Quidditch team looking at him.

"What's the matter?" he asked vaguely.

"You look hungry," Angelina said in surprise.

"I just want to finish my meal quickly and then go and set up the place where we are going to train. Tonight at eight o'clock, on the eighth floor, opposite the tapestry where the troll beat silly Barnabas, I will wait for you there." Harry Said vaguely.

"Okay, Katie and Aaliya also want to participate, I will go with them then." Angelina winked at Harry, picked up her book, and left the long table.

Harry and Ron arrived on the eighth floor early. Following the method taught by Hermione, Harry clenched his hands and muttered silently: "We need a place to learn to fight..." he thought, "Give us a place to practice... where we won't be attacked." Discover……"

"Harry," Ron said suddenly as they turned around for the third time.

A very smooth door appeared on the wall. Harry held the copper handle, opened the door, and led the way into a spacious room. The current Room of Requirement was completely different from the scene when Hermione brought them here. There were dots inside. There are torches, like those in the underground classroom. There is a row of wooden bookshelves next to the wall. There are no chairs on the floor, but there are large satin cushions. On the shelf at the other end of the room are various instruments such as looking glasses and secret detectors, as well as a large demon mirror with cracks. In the center of the room are several wooden dummies with carved masks on their faces, and they also hold in their hands Holding a wand, Harry thought the mask on its face looked a bit like those Death Eater masks he'd seen during the final game of Goblet of Fire.

"They'll be satisfied, won't they? This is much better than the Charms classroom in Harris' intensive training class." Ron walked to a row of wooden bookshelves along the wall.

"Look at these books! Common spells and solutions... Outwit the Dark Arts... A collection of self-defense spells... Wow..." Ron stretched out a finger and ran it across the spines of rows of thick sheepskin-covered books, " Granger's unwillingness to join our new society is her loss, and she will regret her choice if she sees these books."

There was a gentle knock on the door, and Harry turned around to see that Ginny and Neville had arrived. After greetings, Ginny found a copy of The Grim Reaper and sat on the cushion and waited quietly. Harry and Neville chatted away, and Ron kept looking at the clock hanging on the wall. At eight o'clock every cushion was occupied. Harry walked to the door and turned the key in the lock. There was a satisfying click and everyone fell silent and looked at him.

Harry arranged for the members to fight in groups according to the plan he had repeatedly thought about in his mind before, and asked them to start practicing the basic spell "Expelliarmus".

Harry began to patrol the room, stopping from time to time to give advice. This spell was Harry's best spell at the moment. He hoped that showing his strength in the first training would bring confidence to the members.

Everyone's skills have really improved as Harry expected, even though this is the first training camp. "Very good," said Harry, "but we're about to go past curfew, so let's just stay here. Same time, same place the day after tomorrow?"

"Earlier is better!" Dean Thomas said eagerly, and many people nodded in agreement. Especially the few little wizards who have tasted the benefits and the training results are particularly good can't wait to start the second training.

Due to the large number of participants, they decided to leave in batches to avoid attracting other people's attention. Harry and a few others stayed in the Room of Requirement to continue the discussion.

"Now the thing is, I also think we should have an official name," Harry said clearly. "That would promote unity and strengthen the collective spirit, wouldn't it?"

"Anti-Umbridge alliance? This old witch banned you, Harry." Angelina asked expectantly.

"Or is the Ministry of Magic a team of idiots? Fred and George said in unison.

"I think," Harry said, scratching his head and looking at Fred, "it's best if the name hides what we do so we can safely mention it outside."

After Cedric graduated, he seemed a bit alone. Qiu Zhang raised his hand a little shyly and said softly: "How about the Defense Association? We can just call it D.A when we are external."

"Isn't Fudge afraid that Dumbledore will organize a legion? How about calling it Dumbledore's Youth Army? Although it's a bit masculine, it can be shortened to Y.M.D.A. I used the Muggle song YMCA song to change it. It's so concealed. At a higher level, people even think we are talking about some new Muggle song." Ron said excitedly, he felt that the name he thought of was particularly appropriate.

"What a great idea! That's it, it's called Dumbledore's Youth Army. Recently, Ron especially likes the song called ymca when Muggle songs are played on TV. The rhythm is very lively and can boost morale. We don't even need to modify it too much. Just read the lyrics and think of it as our team song." Harry had recently been brainwashed by Ron, who hummed it every day, and thought it was good. He immediately decided on the name of the organization and gave them the organization contact through Hermione. He used gold galleons to spread the word.

"But Harry, Granger is really rich. He gave us a hundred modified gold galleons as a liaison at one time. We only have more than 20 members." Ron thought about Hermione at that time. He didn't even blink when he gave them a bag of gold galleons. His expression was different from the excitement just now, and he was a little sluggish.

As a result, when the day after tomorrow was eight o'clock, the time agreed for the second training camp, Harry and Ron couldn't believe their eyes. Different from the first gathering where everyone was sitting on every cushion, this time When we arrived, there were still many empty cushions, and most of the people who came were not Muggles.

Despite this, Harry, who was puzzled, still arranged for the members to fight in groups and continue to practice "Expelliarmus" according to his previous plan. The effect of the gathering was still very significant. After all, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class at Hogwarts Unreliable most of the time, and lacking in actual combat training, let alone having dueling lessons like Durmstrang.

After the meeting, Harry and Ron, who were puzzled, returned to the Gryffindor common room to ask the reasons for the absence of the members who did not come to the party this time, but found that because it was already late, many people had already returned to their own place. In the dormitory, there were several wizards with Muggle background who were still in the common room. After seeing them coming in, they stood up and left the common room and returned to their rooms without waiting for them to ask questions.

Harry and Ron had no choice but to go to Hermione for advice, but found Hermione arguing with Romi Davanni in the corner of the lounge.

"I don't need you to take care of my cat, Romilda! I know how to take care of it." Hermione was obviously very angry. She shouted to the long-haired Romilda, who made her stand out because of her anger after being yelled at. Her chin became more prominent, and she turned back to the room without saying a word.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, wanting to stay away from Hermione in her current state, but thinking of their y.m.d.a, they had to move closer cautiously, "Hermione, what's wrong with you and Romilda?"

Hermione complained to them like a barrage: "I know that for a cat, it has recently weighed more than normal for a cat, but it is part catnives, and it is orange! Every time When they see this situation, no one will blame the cat. You know what I mean. No one will come to your dormitory and see your cat and say what happened to you? Did you eat too much again, little thing? They would look at me and ask me, what did you do to it? It’s really unfair!”

Although Harry and Ron still didn't understand the situation, they knew that at this time they could only nod in agreement.

"Right, it's unfair, because I tried it, I used a wand to make it light up, and I also used a cat wand, and I kept running around the bedroom saying to it, come on Crookshanks, come on It's a good exercise, but it just doesn't like to play!" Hermione paused, thinking that when she first became a magical Animagus, she hadn't completely resisted the manticore's nature. She saw it for herself. When she saw the light spot, she almost couldn't help but pounce on it. Hermione coughed dryly and found another reason to complain, "I even gave it a mail-order diet cat food from the Magic Zoo Pet Shop in Diagon Alley. The new product they produce has a daily limit of I could only eat one can, but I was losing weight! I swear I tried my best, and at two o'clock in the morning Crookshanks would crawl onto my bed and stand on my head, all thirty pounds of his body Press on my head, and then it will stick close to my ears and keep screaming! What can I do? I can only say to it that you are right, the weight loss plan is over, and I have no idea how you feel like this. , I apologized, and then I got up and fed it immediately. In addition to my studies, I also have a training class and an umbrella company to manage, so I have to sleep."

"Well... you've done a great job." Harry tried to reassure Hermione, but unconsciously adopted the same pretentious tone that Ron used when he said goodbye to Fleur at the end of last term.

"Right, I am in Hogsmeade now. If I see wizard parents with fat children, I will nod to them and tell them with eye contact that I understand you. Is he also standing by you at night? Shouting into your ears? I understand, give him whatever he wants, we still have to sleep." Hermione obviously felt much more comfortable after complaining, she could really speak in Gryffindor She didn't have many friends. After calming down, she looked at Harry, who was still a little shocked. "Tell me, have you encountered something that can't be solved again? But I have to declare in advance that I will not let you copy homework again. You have to do it yourself." You learn by doing.”

Finally getting a chance, Harry quickly told Hermione about the strange phenomena in his own training class. Hermione was confused after hearing this. According to their original prediction, Harry should have more reputation and popularity in the eyes of Muggle-born students, but unexpectedly the result was exactly the opposite.

"Why is my training class Y.M.D.A so unhappy?" Harry asked, sitting next to Hermione dejectedly.

"What?" Hermione suddenly turned her head to look at Harry, unable to believe her ears, "What did you say, what is the name of your training class?"

"Y.M.D.A. The abbreviation for Dumbledore's Youth Army." Harry didn't understand why Hermione looked so excited.

"Oh yes, you really don't know?" Hermione said, giggling in a very un-Hermione way, and then she suppressed her laughter with some sympathy when she thought of Harry's experience at his aunt's house, "You know , in addition to the meaning of youth, the direct meaning of youth can also be used as the meaning of "young man". The lyrics of the song Weasley likes are that it is endless fun to stay at YMCA... Here are the things that young men want Everything you need... you can hang out with other young men. In fact, in the Muggle world, this song is often used as an anthem by pro-gay organizations. Look at the music video for this song, Wizard TV replaced it with his own image to avoid trouble."

The water Harry had just drank spurted out of his nostrils, causing him to choke and cough. Ron's face turned pale instantly and immediately turned red.